My meeting with Martine I was registered on a great site dedicated to transvestites. I've always loved the sensuality that these beings emanate… I've had discussions on this site for months. By dint of looking, I ended up finding someone nice who wanted to talk to me. Her name was "Martine". Our exchanges were courteous and full of eroticism. After a while, we exchanged our email addresses. Our exchanges became more mischievous because in addition she sent me photos and drawings that were certainly modest, but still sufficiently explicit to arouse in me a desire for more and more.A lot of time passed and one day my professional activity led me to move to Paris. What a godsend, Martine lived in Paris. Not easy to see each other, but the desire for one and the other was so powerful that it greatly helped our meeting. One day in July, we had an appointment in a hotel, it was the only place where we could meet: Martine lived as a couple. I had reserved the room in her name so that she could get ready in peace. As soon as she was ready, she called me to let me know.My heart was beating terribly in the elevator that brought me to her.When I entered the room, Martine perfectly resembled the description she had given me and the desire I had for her. She was tall, a little taller than me, especially since she had high heels on top of that. It was not to displease me…. I'm not a fan of domination, but being a little bit always makes me happy!She had on a pretty short wig tending to red. A very pretty tawny color that brought a little color to her fair skin.She was dressed soberly, good chic good kind, the style of woman that it is difficult not to like! A black blouse with gray foliage, a short skirt, neither too short nor too short, black fishnet stockings. Made up just enough to hide her male features. As soon as I arrived, I couldn't help but take her in my arms and start caressing her. Without further ado, she kissed me, I already loved her warm lips and her tongue that revolved around mine.I felt the desire rising in me and my cock was already taking a good size. I also felt her clit harden through her dress.I offered to take some pictures of her: which she gladly accepted….Very quickly I put down the camera to join her and take her back in my arms.She started undoing my shirt and my pants quickly fell on my shoes….. I was in my underpants, which didn't displease me. It was my turn to undress her. I slowly undid her bodice and then her skirt. I discovered her body: pretty black panties and a lace bodysuit…… I caressed her and she too began to caress my cock over my underpants. ...

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